it's 3.37am now. don't ask me what i'm doing here on my blog when im better off in bed or rushing to complete my never ending list of work. but it's just hard to resist the temptation rambling here in the stillness of the morning/night. it's been a long time since i had the luxury of enjoying the jazzy blues while i surf interesting reads.30 minutes.albeit extravagant, considering my load of work that's threatening to tip me over to insanity,but it's one of those moments you know you didnt regret spending that way, nonetheless.
cruel to be kind - letters to cleo one of those songs that still dont make sense to me even though i read the lyrics a million times over. but i love it nonetheless, perhaps because of the smile that creeps onto my face everytime i think of the sweet scene between patrick verona and kat stratford in 10 things i hate about you . there's just something about romantic shows that always seem to get me, no matter how cheesy these moments might seem on hindsight.
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